Ghosted

What the Zalgo is going on here?

Masky's POV:

"I AM GONNA KILL YOU!! PETER PAN REJECT!!!

Scarlet's POV:

"TF is going on up there??"I'm boreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed out of my mind.I decided to leave..this is boring...and i'm losing energy either way.Ima ghost 'em lozers. {A/N Get it?} Besides I'm dead, how would that THING kill me.

Slowly my form grew smaller..and more transparent.I still had my red hair, and freckles, but now wore my old purple overalls and a yellow shirt. My eyes though, had black goo coming from my eyes.I floated through the ceiling only to see the weirdest thing ever.A guy with dark brown hair, and a strangely feminine mask, and yellow hoodie wrestling what looked to be peter pan. What the f**k.

I look else where. Fully concerned. There's a familiar man with dark long black hair, with blue eyes and a very noticeable smile on there face. It looks like a carving. Why? Was my only concerns. He reminded me as the man from the coffee shop. I'm also pretty sure he is. Next to him is a girl in a black dress and the same feminine mask as the dude from earlier, she also had long black hair and looked to tackle the man. I may have just stumbled into a circus. It amuses me, strangely.

Toby's P.O.V:

"Is it just me or did it just get colder?" In the corner of my eye, i saw something glowing, light-blueish, it was watching us. Jane and Jeff both paused from there fight and looked at me.

"Ya kind-off"
"Sorta."

They continued fighting. Of course. The little figure soon melted downwards.

"..." I look to see slenderman just standing there, staring at the empty spot where the tiny figure stood. Oh short strawberry cake with the side of waffles and syrups, topped with strawberries and cherries. Welp, there dead, whoever it is.

Scarlet's P.O.V

I sink back down Slowly, i went back to my normal adult form. The ropes from earlier sat on the floor. That's when the door suddenly Bursts Open. Static Noises filled my ears, giving me a huge migraine.

"̷̘͚̫̃Ī̶̛̓̀͂̂͑̓̀ͅ ̸̧̧̢̖̥̝̦̰̠̾͗̕͝T̵̛̜̯̮̣͎͖̣̥̾̎Ȍ̷̧̡̬̭̒̈́̈́̔̿͊͠L̶̥͓͗̓͐̚D̸̨̗͚̮͚͇̫̞̠̑̋̎͒ ̴͙̰̝͉͔̱̔̎͜Y̷͕̤̱̖͍͆̇̍͆̀́͒́͠Ō̶͉̥͓̗̇̊̀U̴̢͈̪̫͇̜̮̖͙̒͆̾̀͑͘͜͠ ̷̛̛̦̗̓̉̊́̑̍̕T̴͈̫̬͖̂̎͌̑̽O̶͕̿̉͝ ̵̧͖̞͚̫̞̝͔̻́͊̀̂̈͝Ș̶̢̣̫̂̓̓͌̿T̴̼̝͖͈̦͇̖̓͗̈́͜͝A̸̬̠̒̍̎̆̍̋͊̿̑̕Ý̴͖̦ ̵̨̧̡̲͍̹̌̋̍̏̚͝H̵̗̬̐Ȅ̴̪̦̪̰̜̪͂͑͊̄͊͛͜R̷̡̡͙̬̂͐ͅẼ̴̻͔̘̋͗̈̚"̸̧̢̢̛̲̜͈͉̘̬͇̉̄̓̊ {I told you to stay here}

I hunched over, using my free hands to block my ears. My head feels like its ripping apart in the slowest and painfullest way possible. Tears stream down my face as my screams filled the air, but the only thing I hear is a high-pitched static noise. As sudden as the sound started, it stopped. Slowly my hands peeled away from my ears and were just hovering over them. I looked up at the thing. Wanting to rip its very tentacles out of his body. No-one, NO-ONE is allowed to make me feel that much pain. Not again, not ever. Ever part of my body detected that he was a threat, soon my posture fixed it self, in a rather defense way. 

"I didn't leave. I'm still here, i just wanted to se-"

"There was nothing for you to see." The entity returned to its normal, less intimating tone. Notice how i said less? Not completely, less.

"There was some random noises so i thou-"

"What ever you thought, was a stupid idea" I scrunched my eyebrows. Does it now i can fully well just LEAVE whenever? If it's gonna be this rude, I might as well just leave.

"I don't think leaving is your best choice right now, upstairs I have a whole group of supernatural killers, trained to be the top and the best, they will kill you, if you choose to leave." You just stare at it.

The people upstairs. Can kill me. Remembering your little trip upstairs, you thought about it. Those weirda*s people, can kill me? A frickin Ghost? Thing must have to much pride, poor guy- It, poor it.

The entity just gave a huge sigh of disappointment, while its tender fingers rubbed its nose bridge, on its face. I think.

Damn, i think i broke his pride.

"Ok, maybe those idiots upstairs aren't the best, but they could still kill you."

"Could."

"Would."

"Sure thing, man. And i can just turn into a mushroom."

"Pardon?"

"What."

"What."

"..."

"..."

"So...what's you favorite color...?"